Thursday, October 14, 2010

Question of the Day #717

Yesterday, I walked by a parked car with a dashboard covered in stuffed animals. First I thought, "What is wrong with that person?" But then I thought about a certain stuffed hippo I sleep with every night.

Which made me think, what is wrong with me? I'm 38 years old and I sleep with a stuffed hippo?

This sparked a lively conversation last night. I found out I'm not the only 30 something with a stuffy tucked under her pillow. Someone else, who shall remain nameless, still cuddles a security blanket. And another cherishes a childhood toy.

Okay, so now that my hippo is out of the closet, what about you? What are you holding onto?

I sleep with my Grrr Tiger, a fat bellied cartoon tiger who used to make a purring sound when you squeezed him. But he is over 20 yrs old now, and has laryngitis. I also have a small beanbag giraffe named Little Callee who has traveled the world with me. No lie, I have her in pictures from trips to Cancun, Paris, and on and on. (what's wrong with ME... LOL... hlding her helps my fear of flying so I just go with it)

You couldn't be talking about me, could you? I am not afraid to admit I still love sleeping with my blanket. It's just the perfect sleeping accessory. I can sleep without it no problem, but when you have such a great sleep aid, why would you cast it aside?